I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 69 You really are something (13)

Upon realizing that the person standing in front of them was the inspector, the two guards at the gate began to tremble.

The revolving lantern flashed before their eyes, and all the things they had done appeared before them, making them want to kneel down right now, hug Zhong Zheng's legs, and tell him in detail all the bad things they had done.

Before they could kneel down, Zhong Zheng had already supported them with his hands, and he said with a smile, "Don't do that, don't do that. Just treat me as your assistant. I'm here to see the factory manager, not you."

The two had just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the smile on Zhong Zheng's face vanish instantly, replaced by a faint aura of death and murderous intent in his eyes.

Patting the two men on the shoulder, Zhong Zheng whispered in their ears, "You're lucky you know how to reflect on your actions. Remember what you've done, or it won't be so easy next time."

Upon letting go, the two, covered in cold sweat, immediately collapsed to the ground like rag dolls, unable to get up no matter what they did.

Behind the oversight is the Thunder God, who wields the power of punishment and investigates illegal activities.

The inspectors from Changsheng Continent report directly to the continental government, and some matters can be acted upon first and reported later. As long as it doesn't go too far, it's just a matter of submitting a report.

Zhong Zheng, born in Tianyuan, is just an assistant in the Ministry of Culture when he has nothing to do, but when something happens, he becomes the inspector of Changshengzhou. He is a talent who goes to prison.

Walking past the two people on the ground, Zhong Zheng headed into the factory, sighing as he went, "What a wonderful place, just like in my dream. Where is my beloved Nuan Yue? She should only be seventy years old now, still in the prime of her life."

“Yes, but some people are already a hundred years old.” He coldly mocked with his left hand, “An old bull still wants to eat tender grass, aren’t you ashamed?”

"...Believe it or not, I'll extend your sentence!"

"I'm not afraid of you! You've been sentenced for hundreds of years already, why would I be afraid of you!"

The people nearby were seeing someone actually arguing with their left hand for the first time, and for a moment they couldn't figure out if the person was crazy or stupid.

Even more outrageous, his right hand was constantly blocking his left hand, while a voice came from somewhere saying, "Never mind, we're all brothers, let it go."

What's even more outrageous is that he never argued!
This person is really weird!
Zhong, seething with anger, went to the workshop, intending to go in and smell the engine oil, only to find it eerily quiet.

After a moment of stunned silence, he said to the little boy sitting inside, who was lost in thought, "Young man, why is the factory shut down?"

Jin Tun looked up blankly: "The factory has been reorganized, and all the previous production lines have been shut down."

When will it be fixed?

"We don't know, we're struggling with it too."

Upon reaching Jintun, Zhong Zheng frowned and looked her over before sighing, "Poor thing, you're so thin. Come on, let me take you to eat something delicious."

"Brother, my foot..." Zuo Shou sneered, "Even his grandfather has to call you grandfather."

Zhong Zheng slapped his left hand hard, threw it on the ground and kicked it twice, picked it up, shook off the dust, and put it back on.

Ruffled Jin Tun's hair and said, "Alright, don't worry. It's just that we don't have a salary. Let's eat first."

Jin Tun stared blankly ahead: "I do, I make three thousand five hundred a month."

"Young man, lying is bad... Holy crap, you really did it!"

After glancing at Jin Tun's salary text message, Zhong Zheng felt a long-lost desire for money rekindle within him.

I must go to the factory immediately.

Jin Tun sighed, "Besides the salary, the canteen has all kinds of big fish and meat dishes. We can't finish them all. The sleeping area is under construction, but there aren't many people who need it. Even my brother couldn't get one. Now everyone gets paid without going to work. It feels like we're going to become useless."

I have to get to the factory right away! Gritting his teeth, Zhong Zheng asked fiercely, "Then what are you dissatisfied with?!"

Jin Tun covered his head: "I have to go to school instead of working, but I haven't finished my homework."

"It's quite catchy. Are you interested in developing a career as a rapper?"

"No need, my brother said that rappers are all a bit unserious."

"Stereotypes are bad, even though they're quite accurate."

Sitting down next to Jin Tun, Zhong Zheng started chatting with him, and the more they talked, the more they clicked.

When Jin Cheng came to ask his younger brother for help with his homework, he saw a person who looked to be about his age chatting enthusiastically with his younger brother in the quiet workshop.

"You ask what university is like? How can I say... You might not learn anything, and you might feel lost all day long, but in any case, I suggest you go to university. It may not teach you anything specific, but it will broaden your horizons and give you more choices. Of course, it's okay if you don't get in; there are still many paths available, and you'll find one if you keep looking."

Looking at Zhong Zheng, who was beaming with excitement, Jin Cheng sensed that this person was somewhat unusual.

Zhong Zheng glanced at Jin Cheng, got up, brushed the dust off his pants, and then helped Jin Tun up.

Leading Jin Tun to Jin Cheng's side, Zhong Zheng said with a smile, "Your brother is here. Go and go with him. Jin Cheng, right? Is your factory manager here?"

"Yes, you are..."

"They're from the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee. They've come to discuss something. Study hard, and you'll definitely get into university."

He strode away and headed towards the third floor.

Behind him, Jin Cheng looked at Zhong Zheng blankly, feeling that the other person was quite strange, but also quite kind.

Zhong Zheng walked straight ahead, entered the main building, and went up the stairs.

The structure here was exactly the same as in his dream, and the identical structure made him feel extremely familiar with the place. He quickly arrived at the third floor.

Instead of going directly to the factory manager, he slowed down and strolled through the corridor on the third floor.

Although it was his first time here in real life, he was extremely familiar with every corner of the place, and had even personally repaired many of them, which made him feel very attached to this place.

At first, he just wanted to check in here and see what the factory in his dream looked like.

But when he learned that the factory had now stopped operating and was considering transformation, the scene from his dream surfaced, making him feel that he needed to do something for Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory.

Just as he was thinking about what he could do, footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor, and several people walked towards him while talking to each other.

Then, one of them was visibly taken aback when he saw Zhong Zheng.

He rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't seeing things, then quickly stepped forward and respectfully asked, "Inspector Zhong, when did you arrive?"

Zhong Zhengze looked at Luo Tong and smiled: "Luo Tong, long time no see. Have you been breaking any laws or regulations lately?"

Although it was just a joke, Zhong Zheng noticed a subtle change in Luo Tong's expression.

You little rascal, you really do have one.

　Thank you Wu Ziyu for the 100-point reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)